Jeremiah 20
1 When Pashhur the priest, the son of Immer and the chief official in the house of the LORD, heard Jeremiah prophesying these things,
A svećenik Pašhur, sin Imerov, vrhovni nadzornik Doma Jahvina, ču kako Jeremija prorokuje te riječi.
2 he had Jeremiah the prophet beaten and put in the stocks at the Upper Gate of Benjamin, which was by the house of the LORD.
I Pašhur dade Jeremiju batinati i baci ga u klade što se nalaze kod gornjih vrata Benjaminovih, a u Domu su Jahvinu.
3 The next day, when Pashhur released Jeremiah from the stocks, Jeremiah said to him, “The LORD does not call you Pashhur, but Magor-missabib.
A kad sutradan Pašhur pusti Jeremiju iz klada, reče mu Jeremija: “Jahve te više ne zove Pašhur već 'Užas odasvud'.
4 For this is what the LORD says: ‘I will make you a terror to yourself and to all your friends. They will fall by the sword of their enemies before your very eyes. And I will hand Judah over to the king of Babylon, and he will carry them away to Babylon and put them to the sword.
Jer ovako govori Jahve: 'Evo, predajem te užasu, tebe i sve prijatelje tvoje, i poginut će od mača neprijatelja svojih, svojim ćeš očima vidjeti. I svu Judeju dat ću u ruke kralju babilonskom. On će ih odvesti u izgnanstvo u Babilon i mačem pobiti.
5 I will give away all the wealth of this city—all its products and valuables, and all the treasures of the kings of Judah—to their enemies. They will plunder them, seize them, and carry them off to Babylon.
I sve bogatstvo ovoga grada, sav njegov trudom stečeni imetak i sve dragocjenosti te sve blago kraljeva judejskih predat ću u ruke neprijateljima. Oni će sve opljačkati, ugrabiti i u Babilon odnijeti.'
6 And you, Pashhur, and all who live in your house, will go into captivity. You will go to Babylon, and there you will die and be buried—you and all your friends to whom you have prophesied these lies.’”
A ti ćeš se, Pašhure, sa svim svojim ukućanima seliti u Babilon. Da, u Babilon ćeš doći i ondje umrijeti i biti pokopan, ti i svi tvoji prijatelji kojima si laži prorokovao.”
7 You have deceived me, O LORD, and I was deceived. You have overcome me and prevailed. I am a laughingstock all day long; everyone mocks me.
Ti me zavede, o Jahve, i dadoh se zavesti, nadjačao si me i svladao me. A sada sam svima na podsmijeh iz dana u dan, svatko me ismijava.
8 For whenever I speak, I cry out; I proclaim violence and destruction. For the word of the LORD has become to me a reproach and derision all day long.
Jer kad god progovorim, moram vikati, naviještati moram: “Nasilje! Propast!” Doista, riječ mi Jahvina postade na ruglo i podsmijeh povazdan.
9 If I say, “I will not mention Him or speak any more in His name,” His message becomes a fire burning in my heart, shut up in my bones, and I become weary of holding it in, and I cannot prevail.
I rekoh u sebi: neću više na nj misliti niti ću govoriti u njegovo ime. Al' tad mi u srcu bi kao rasplamtjeli oganj, zapretan u kostima mojim: uzalud se trudih da izdržim, ne mogoh više.
10 For I have heard the whispering of many: “Terror is on every side! Report him; let us report him!” All my trusted friends watch for my fall: “Perhaps he will be deceived so that we may prevail against him and take our vengeance upon him.”
Čuh klevete mnogih: “Užas odasvud! Prijavite! Mi ćemo ga prijaviti.” Svi koji mi bijahu prijatelji čekahu moj pad. “Možda ga zavedemo, pa ćemo njim ovladati i njemu se osvetiti!”
11 But the LORD is with me like a fearsome warrior. Therefore, my persecutors will stumble and will not prevail. Since they have not succeeded, they will be utterly put to shame, with an everlasting disgrace that will never be forgotten.
Sa mnom je Jahve kao snažan junak! Zato će progonitelji moji posrnuti i neće nadvladati, postidjet će se veoma zbog poraza, zbog nezaboravne vječne sramote.
12 O LORD of Hosts, who examines the righteous, who sees the heart and mind, let me see Your vengeance upon them, for to You I have committed my cause.
O Jahve nad Vojskama, koji proničeš pravednika i vidiš mu bubrege i srce, daj da vidim kako im se osvećuješ, jer tebi povjerih parnicu svoju.
13 Sing to the LORD! Praise the LORD! For He rescues the life of the needy from the hands of evildoers.
Pjevajte Jahvi, hvalite Jahvu, jer on izbavi dušu sirote iz ruku zlikovaca.
14 Cursed be the day I was born! May the day my mother bore me never be blessed.
Proklet bio dan kad se rodih, dan kad me rodi majka moja ne bio blagoslovljen!
15 Cursed be the man who brought my father the news, saying, “A son is born to you,” bringing him great joy.
Proklet bio čovjek koji ocu mom dojavi: “Rodio ti se sin, muškić!” i time mi oca obradova.
16 May that man be like the cities that the LORD overthrew without compassion. May he hear an outcry in the morning and a battle cry at noon,
Tom čovjeku bilo kao gradovima što ih Jahve nemilice razvali; već u cik zore čuo zapomaganje i poklike bojne u podne,
17 because he did not kill me in the womb so that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb forever enlarged.
jer me ne pogubi u majčinoj utrobi da bi majka bila moj grob, da bi joj utroba dovijeka ostala trudna!
18 Why did I come out of the womb to see only trouble and sorrow, and to end my days in shame?
O, zašto izađoh iz majčina krila? Da vidim jad i nevolju i u sramoti da dokončam dane!
